As a substitute teacher, I have to move from room to room to meet the educator’s needs. Recently, I started subbing for a different school and I’ve been really enjoying it. The classes are smaller and everyone seems to be really friendly. Last week, I was placed in a classroom that I’d never taught in before. It was a large classroom with tall ceilings and enough room to fit 30 desks. There were 4 massive air vents that poured air into the classroom, which created a huge problem for me. Even though the temperature outside was close to 80 degrees, the cinder block classroom felt frigid. At one point, my fingertips were frozen solid and I struggled to type anything on the keyboard. After realizing that the air conditioning was not going to stop, I started analyzing the walls for the thermostat. I searched high and low, and I was about to give up looking when I finally found it. It was so old that I didn’t even recognize it! It was a dingy cream color with a tiny screen. I studied it for a moment because I couldn’t figure out how to change the temperature. There were no buttons to push. However, I finally noticed a latch to lower the front piece of the thermostat, which revealed the control panel. From here, I was able to bump the temperature up by a few degrees. I didn’t want to change it too much, just enough to thaw out my fingers.